I Write What I Feel

Some people are happier
when someone else
is doing all,
taking responsibilities all,
and helping all.

They like it that others
are taking care of all.

But they themselves
wouldn’t behave
that same way,
helping all,
taking responsibilities all
or even half.

Is it their duality?
Or just a darker side of
being human?

Why don’t we appreciate
those that work
under us,
for us,
or even just a stranger
serving us?
Don’t we see them
as humans?

Can you not see
the pain
their wrinkles are filled of?

Can you not feel
the humanness
their eyes are made of?

Why are we so lost
in a world of
our own selves
when there is
a vastness of Humanity,
a vastness of Oneness?

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